January 2009

Book + Chocolate Cake+ Giant Glass of Water = Best Wednesday Night Ever


Dear Miss Anna Wintour,

Can I raid your closet? Can I just have like all of your clothes? Have you ever seen one of those clear box looking things where a person stands inside while a fan blows lots of money around for them to grab? Can I do that with your wardrobe?

I know you wear a lot of fur and are like half my size, two things I am not down with, but you could still share with me if you wanted. I really wouldn’t mind. Not even a little.

XOXO Brianna


Boo to Fur, Yay to Anna!

Boo to Fur, Yay to Anna!


I Want to Go to There

I Want to Go to There

Have you ever said to yourself, “Hey, self, I wonder what kind of place Brianna could sit in for the rest of her life and be completely content?” If so, it is your lucky day. My lucky day too, cause I can now proudly say that I have found paradise. The sad news is paradise, also known as Pipilotti Rist’s new MOMA installation “Pour Your Body Out,” is only open until February 2nd, so you don’t have too much longer to go to there.

The installation consists of a giant open space with projection screens lining the walls playing looping colorful videos, and a big, plush circular couch sitting in the center. The windows into other wings of the MOMA are covered with pink curtains that match the colorful pink throw pillows placed throughout the room. Music that can only be described as “Whale Songs” hums ambiently in the background, and the whole point (from my humble interpretation) is to be as comf comf as possible. 

The city can be a really intense place, so if you have a free afternoon, mosey on over to MOMA, take off your shoes, and get ready to relax. If you don’t want to relax, you can at least go and see what my idea of paradise is. That should be interesting… for a couple minutes… I think.

If you live in NYC, or in the greater metropolitan area, you probably have noticed the onslaught of Olive Garden commercials taking over the airways. Now, when it comes to television advertising, most people can turn a blind eye. I, on the other hand can’t, and in the spirit of admitting my weaknesses, I am happy to report that I gave in to the ads and dragged some friend’s to one of New York’s two Olive Garden locations.

Coming from a family that NEVER ate at these types of places, I was beyond pleasantly surprised. The food was absolutely wonderful, and our waitress was top notch. Her name was Keira, and I promised I would write about her….. And by promised, I mean proclaimed to her mid-meal that I was gonna blog about her whether she liked it or not. I know, creeper.com. Consider Weakness #2 admitted. 

Miss Keira gave us a sweet wine rec (and some for free) and when we invited her to join our table, she actually considered it. That is good people. She is also gonna get her SAG or AFTRA or Equity card (we never found out exactly) soon, so hooray for her!

Bottom line, if you’ve been watching a ton of TV lately and holding out on trying the Chicken Gnocchi Soup advertised at every commercial break on every station, give in. You won’t regret it. And if you do, you probably weren’t served by Kiera.

Fidel Castro has released his first photo to the public in quite some time to quell rumors that he is gravely ill. Now, I know Fidel is a pretty terrible person, but I give props to anyone who rocks a track suit for a formal-ish occasion.


Big Ups, Fidel

Big Ups, Fidel

Before I begin, I want to say that I have NOT seen this movie, and was never planning on seeing this movie, however in light of some recent internet explorings, my mind is on the brink of being changed. Sometimes they say that the trailer is better than the movie, but in this case, the reviews are better than the trailer. I dare you to not have a giggle-fest while reading the Mall Cop reviews linked below. They will kind of make the lights shine a little brighter and make you want to step over to the sub-par comedy dark side. 

The NY Times

The LA Times

And.. FYI… this was the #1 movie at the box office this weekend.

Really, America?

(Anyone want to go to the movies with me?)

Blah Blah… I haven’t written in forever… Blah Blah

I want to dedicate this post to Bridget and Kerry, as they dragged me out of blogging hibernation, therefore making this post possible today. You two are gems, and the whole world thanks you. All of it. Now, I will get serious about this blog rebirth tomorrow, but in the meantime, here’s a picture of three baby wolves.



Youre Welcome

You're Welcome